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                         !Warning!

⛔The chapter may have a couple of obscene expressions and some hints of physical intimacy⛔

Once at the club, Barbie and Ken found that they were the first to arrive. Taking a rather large table next to the bar, they sat down on the sofa next to each other, just chatting about everything. In less than five minutes, Nikki and Renee appeared at their side.

By the way, friends looked amazing. They were dressed the same, except for the color: Nikki's clothes were white, and Renee's were black. They both wore skirts with a row of rhinestones and matching tops, as well as their favorite platform shoes.

Noticing her friends, Barbie smiled and waved to them, and the girls walked towards them with their arms around each other. As soon as they were next to them, the blonds greeted each other with a smile.

Soon the whole company was gathered together. After evaluating each other's outfit, the guys sat down, laughing at something. In general, everyone, although they did not have much of a catchy outfit, they all looked great.

Teresa was wearing a beautiful dress with rhinestones that perfectly accentuated her figure, and it looked amazing on a petite girl.

Lazzlo, who had come with her, was also dressed very prettily, though simply. A white hoodie, black jeans, and a dark green denim jacket fit the guy as if they were made especially for him.

Daisy's clothes were also very beautiful - the top and the same skirt with rhinestones perfectly emphasized her lush hips and pronounced waist, and the light pink wide shirt only added charm to her image, perfectly matching her bright hair.

However, the queen of this evening was definitely Tammy, to whom the girls, after conferring, gave this title without reservation. And she really deserved it. Her beautiful dress with a rather deep neckline fit her like a glove, making not only Trey, but many other guys stare at her. The black-and-red dress with sequins on the red half perfectly matched her pale skin, and the author would be lying if he said that it did not suit her.

Trey, who came with his girlfriend, was also not a bad guy. He was wearing a pink T-shirt and black pants, as well as matching pink sneakers.

Gemini is easy to describe - dark top, dark bottom. What is remarkable-the clothes were similar, but not the same.

Our motley group sat in the general room and had fun without having ordered anything yet. Tammy is next to Trey, Barbie is next to Ken, Teresa is next to Lazzlo, Nikki is next to Renee, and Daisy is sandwiched between Ted and Ned. The fun hanging over them soon spread throughout the club, raising the overall level of satisfaction.

Soon a friendly waiter brought them a menu, and everyone took it as best they could. When the guys had chosen everything, they called the boy again, who quickly wrote down what they had said, nodding affectionately, and went to the kitchen to give out the order.

A couple of hours passed unnoticed. The blonde managed to eat almost a kilogram of ice cream, for which Ken, who was sitting next to her, constantly scolded her. The company, humming merrily, soon prepared to go home, but for the time being they remained in their places. Barbie held up her hand, laughing.

- Guys, I'm going to the bar - I want to order something to drink, - she looked at the others, - can anyone get anything else?

There were negative responses to her words, and Roberts smiled and shrugged, said something like "You said it yourself," and carefully climbed over Ken's legs to get out from behind the table. When she reached the goal, the blonde sat down on a bar stool, ordering orange juice with pulp from the bartender.

Then a dark-haired stranger with brown eyes sat down on the next chair. Barbie didn't pay any attention to him until he turned to her.

- Hey, beautiful... What's your name?

The girl smiled tightly, not wanting to answer, but it was rude of her. Although how can you consider a polite person who addresses not " Excuse me, please...", but "Hey, beautiful..."? With a slight shake of her head, she briefly drew out her name.

- Barbara.

Carson turned to look at Barbie, noticing a suspicious-looking dark-haired man standing next to her. Trying to control the jealousy that had immediately woken up in him, the blonde looked at the speakers, slightly narrowing his eyes. After turning away to the guys who were talking about something, he got into the conversation, but his intuition screamed that something was wrong. And he was used to trusting his intuition.

The girl was not in the mood to get acquainted now, thinking about Ken, but the persistent guy thought just the opposite.

- I'm Scott.

- And I, - the blonde paused significantly, - didn't ask.

The dark-haired man didn't even seem offended by the rather abrupt refusal.

- Oh, come on, pretty girl! What, is it hard for you to get to know each other?

The girl turned to her friends, not intending to answer, and just then the hapless bartender put her drink on the counter, thinking that she (the girl, not the counter) had noticed. But this was not the case. But someone else did.

Scott, realizing that the blonde could not see, opened a bag with a strange powder, poured the contents into the glass of the interlocutor as soon as the bartender turned away, and lightly stirred it with a straw. Immediately removing his hand from the drink, he rested his head on his fist as if nothing had happened, waiting for the effect.

Soon, turning back to the counter, Barbie noticed her glass, and unsuspectingly took a couple of sips. Scott hid his smile of anticipation in his fist. Noticing nothing, the girl continued to slowly savor her drink. Soon, however, Scott spoke, and she looked at him again with displeasure. But something had changed in her condition. She didn't feel it right away.

- You're so beautiful... - he brazenly placed his hand on her hip, slowly moving it a little higher, - very, very beautiful...

Barbie almost choked - with anger, fear and indignation. She let go of the glass, intending to slap it against his nasty little hand, but only a light slap came out. Roberts opened her mouth, startled, not understanding what was happening to her.

-W-what?... - her tongue wouldn't obey, constantly slurring, and the girl felt that she was getting weaker, - you w-what did you d-do?

She barely managed to get his hand off her as she jumped off the chair, but her legs gave out and she almost fell, miraculously holding on to the counter. Scott was grinning contentedly as he watched her. Jumping down after him, he caught the staggering blonde in his arms again.

- Come on, baby, - he smiled innocently, but there was a glint of evil in his eyes, - let's go outside and you'll feel better right away.

The girl shook her head weakly, resisting, but there was no strength left, and he barely pulled her towards him, as her legs obediently stepped over him, completely stumbling.

- K-keeen... - the voice trailed off into the music, and the doomed girl tried to make it louder, but it didn't work, - K-ken!

But the guy still sensed something was wrong, turning back to the bar. Not noticing the blonde there, he frantically ran his eyes around the hall, which did not escape the others. Finally seeing his beloved in the hands of the same scoundrel who then persistently molested her, the guy was first stunned, and then enraged, jumping up from his seat and almost knocking over the table.

Friends, frightened by his actions, looked in surprise at how convulsively the guy jumps out from behind the table.

- Hey, hey, friend, - Trey, no less dumbfounded than the others, said first, - where are you going?

- What happened?

But that's just the blonde was not up to it. Rushing after his stolen treasure, the boy caught up with them in no time, almost growling.

- Let her go.

Hearing a pleasant voice behind him, which like a rolling thunder thundered behind him, the brunette turned around, noticing the angry guy.

- What do you care? Well, I'll fuck this cutie, and then what?

People started looking at them, but Ken didn't care. Right now, his priority was to save his beloved. Friends, who noticed the reason for the guy's indignation, also jumped up from their seats, heading there and trying to make their way through the crowd that had already begun to form. Someone even managed to call the police.

Hearing the bastard's words, the surfer almost growled as he charged into the fight, and Scott, who was not expecting an attack, received a fist in the face, immediately releasing the staggering girl from his hands. Trey and Lazzlo, who had managed to get through the crowd of people surrounding them first, caught Barbie, who was barely standing on her feet.

Blind with rage, Ken hit the guy several more times, eventually knocking him down. The twins pulled him away from the defeated opponent in time, otherwise he would not have stopped there. Of course! He trespassed on the health and honor of his treasure! Teresa and Daisy had just pushed their way through the crowd, holding the malign drink in their hands. The brown-haired woman shouted loudly, drawing people's attention.

- Catch him, he drugged her!

Several caring guys rushed to the brunette, catching him. Scott cursed angrily, spitting blood on the floor from a broken nose and lip - Ken had done a good job on him. The teeth were intact only by a miracle.

Trey, who had been holding the weakened Barbie, helped her sit down on the bar stool, because her strength had finally left her and she could no longer stand. As soon as Ned and Ted let go of Ken, he immediately rushed to her, hugging his little girl.

Barbie put her arms weakly around his neck, burying her nose in his shoulder and bursting into tears of fright.

The guy nodded to his friends who finally made their way out of the crowd, and, picking up the girl in his arms, left the club. At the entrance, Nikki caught him, handing him the blonde's backpack. With a grateful nod, he gave her a cursory goodbye, asking her to tell him what had happened after they left.

After putting his crying girlfriend in the car, he quickly started the car, jumping behind the wheel. Thanks to the fact that there were no traffic jams, since it was already about one o'clock in the morning, Carson literally flew through all the green traffic lights, reaching home in a matter of minutes.

During this time, Barbie no longer sobbed, having calmed down. The second effect of the powder was arousal. She shifted weakly in his arms as he pulled her out of the car, practically running into the house.

The blond man closed the front door, quickly taking off his shoes and holding his beloved in his arms with one hand, and quickly took off her shoes with the other. As quickly as possible, but carefully climbing the stairs with a priceless burden in his arms, he threw off her backpack, leaving it somewhere near the table, and he sat the weak girl on his bed.

She gave a little sob, too excited to just fall asleep. The guy rushed around the house, soon bringing her a glass of water. The blonde drank it, but it didn't help, and she set it down on the nightstand with a weak hand, almost dropping it.

The guy meanwhile was puffing viciously, and Barbie, who barely found the strength to stand up, took a step towards her lover, immediately falling into his arms. Ken caught her around the waist, holding her.

- Where are you going? - he looked worriedly into her eyes, veiled by a haze of excitement, - Sun, go to bed...

- K-Ken, I-I... I... -  she stammered over the effect of the drink, barely moving her tongue, - I-I... I w-want you...

Ken stared at her, dumbfounded, realizing that the bastard had given her Viagra in addition to sleeping pills. Barbie was sobbing excitedly, biting her lip.

- P-p-please, c-come on... - her eyes filled with beads of tears - so much had the effect of Viagra on her, - Fuck-k me n-now...

Without waiting for an answer, Roberts cupped his cheeks in her hands, pressing a faint, demanding kiss to his lips. She pressed her body against his, pressing against him so hard that he almost groaned.

The only thing he could do right now was to return her kiss, as long as she didn't suffer so much from arousal. Biting her lower lip lightly, he slid his tongue into her mouth, causing her legs to buckle. She swayed, and he set her down on the bed, his mouth still on hers. However, he almost groaned when Barbie reached under his T-shirt with her hands. He barely had the strength to pull away from her hot lips.

- B-Barbie... Baby... Hush...

The lifeguard let go of her for a moment, jumping to the closet and pulling out one of his home T-shirts, because there was no time to dig through her backpack. Returning back to his overexcited friend, he allowed her to kiss him again, just to change her clothes without being noticed. Distracting her with a fierce kiss, the blond man unzipped her dress, gently pulling it off her. Barbie was left in her underwear.

He pulled away from her for a moment, putting on a wide T-shirt, and Roberts, reined in by a wild passion, did not even notice it. Before he knew it, he was already without his T-shirt, and the girl was already pressing her lips to his neck and collarbone, instinctively kissing and biting them. He sighed, releasing the hot air from his chest and laying her on the bed.

She obediently allowed him to control her, only moaning loudly and often. The guy ran his hands under her T-shirt, unbuttoning the bodice, and then by simple movements pulling it out from under her. He tossed it somewhere on a chair, scooped her up in his arms, and shifted her to a more comfortable position, covering her with a thin sheet. She almost sobbed, and he had to kiss her face until she was completely weak, falling asleep. Not that the guy was against it, of course. But it wasn't the way he wanted it to be. He would never take advantage of her helplessness.

Finally, she fell asleep, and Ken stormed out of the room, closing the door. Looking down, he noticed a big bump in his own pants.

- And what am I supposed to do now...

Smoke just meowed at that, looking at the owner.